Pamela Franklin Novels & Stories

Greeting them at the top of the staircase was yet another exhibit, this one devoted to Elizabeth Paine. I read aloud: “Hester Prynn, Hawthorne’s most famous character, the woman at the center of The Scarlet Letter, the woman who was persecuted for refusing to reveal the true identity of her child’s father, was, many scholars say, based on a real-life Salem resident: Elizabeth Paine. No scholar has ever been able to identify the lineage of Elizabeth’s child, as she refused to reveal to any of the townsfolk who the father really was. Legend has it that he was a mysterious man, come over on a ship from Europe, and that their romance was a forbidden one.

Harley beamed, clearly pleased to be the bearer of good news, and took off again before Sharon could say another word. Pamela Lillian Isley was the girl's real name, though everyone called her Pamela Li for short. She was a fiery little redhead with a lot of spunk, the kind of girl who always found trouble without even looking for it. She craved attention and reveled in it whenever she got it, tossing her curls and flashing a dimpled grin at anyone who might be watching.

… Meanwhile, in the Gantt household. Lauren made her final plea. "…As long as you let me go, I'll be yours. I'll be your woman—of course I will. You won't have to pay anything anymore. Franklin, I know you truly like me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to see me for four days straight. Trust me. As long as you help me, I will never betray you." The man she called Franklin was around forty, short in stature and extremely ugly. His skin was dark, his features coarse. But in Lauren's eyes, he was now the only lifeline that could pull her out of this nightmare.

He was lacking in many traits and attributes, but not in pettiness. Pamela Sun was a hawk. She dug out information that has been scrapped from the face of the earth, she had a reputation for keeping said information to her chest until it was needed to checkmate a competitor or opponent. She was brutal. It was a wonder why Carl hadn’t brought her in for the signing. With her, it was better to stick to veiled truth, she had a nose for tricks and lies and half truths were her bread and butter so she could sniff them out better than a hound.

“Sometimes he’s kind.” “Then?” “The next minute he’s cold. He defended me, but he also insults me. He makes me smile, but he also frustrates me.” Mom listened patiently. “And Pamela?” I groaned loudly. “I can’t stand her.” Mom chuckled. “That much?” “She’s unbearable.” I hissed and told her everything about Pamela constantly reminding me that I was poor, calling me a peasant, looking down on me, trying to provoke me, bragging endlessly about Jason, and most recently…

It was quite easy to transform Jane Puckett, scholarship student and chronic coffee drinker, into Jailbird, the mysterious masked dancer in Fantasy Island. The hangover would have to wait. Bills didn't pay themselves.

"Emma, please, isn't there anything we can do to help Elaine? She's my wife and also a mother, she can't stay here. I know her and she might have pulled Linda’s hair but she will never hold a weapon, especially against someone weak.” “That’s the problem Lincoln, your trust doesn’t stand as a prove here,” Emma said and Lincoln frowned, why were they dragging this matter when they all knew she was innocent? Emma's gaze softened momentarily as she looked at Lincoln. "Lincoln, I understand your concern, but we must follow the proper procedures. Elaine will have the opportunity to present her case in front of the elders. Now that this matter is out of hand and the entire pack is talking about it,

The receptionist served coffee in front of her. "Oh no. I can't drink coffee" Amelia said and smiled awkwardly as she refuses. 'She's quite picky for a maid' The girl thought. "Ah, I'm pregnant so," Amelia said after noticing the girl's expression. "I see. Forgive me" the girl quickly apologized. The elevator door opened, revealing the president who was walking in quite a hurry. The employees all bowed to him, wondering what Damian was doing on the ground floor. The receptionist quickly bowed after seeing Damian walked towards Amelia.

He said smiling. "Oh please, stop." Anna replied jokingly. "Meet my friend Paige. She is a Nurse." She introduced Paige who flashed a warm smile. She had felt so happy hearing Anna refer to her as a friend. With the little time she has spent with the Kentley sister, it was obvious people like Anna were always so careful with the type of people they associate themselves with. It was so evident with her lifestyle. "I am Franklin." He said, offering a handshake which Paige took. She looked him over, his wayward rich-colored hair inspired envy and his eyes were soft and friendly. He was handsome with a striking boyish grin, luring a genuine smile out of Paige.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.